The book offers clear-eyed analysis of what makes Barack Obama better than the best and brighter than brightest, in side-by-side match ups with a sorry catalog of pale imitations — from George Washington to Ronald Reagan. With a sense of pathos rarely seen outside of the pages of Popular Mechanics, Fleming brings the reader to the edge of an abyss of despair, weeping for the 43 chief executives consigned to the index of Obama history. But then Fleming lifts us triumphantly to the revelation that all of recorded time is, in reality, HIS story.
Of course, critics may note that writing a laudatory biography of Barack Obama is a task so simple, it’s akin to snapping an alluring photograph of Nancy Pelosi (just randomly press the shutter from any angle). Yet, Fleming deserves credit for shining the spotlight of scrutiny on Obama, even if that light is inevitably out-shined by the inner glow of the subject himself.
Unfortunately, my enjoyment of the book was interrupted at all-too-frequent intervals by inappropriate laughter which I attribute to some medication I’ll soon be taking, rather than to any flaw in Fleming’s presentation of the president. It was shameful of me to react to such an important tome as if it were a chuckle-worthy, guffaw-stained satirical lampooning of the president. I beg the author’s forgiveness, and hope he will speak well of me to Mr. Obama at the White House reception in honor of Frank J. Fleming’s first Pulitzer Prize for literature.
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